Starr
With my hand in Kai’s, he leads me to a small field behind the cabins. There’s a small bonfire burning and people laughing. Every pack member is suddenly silent, and all eyes turn to the two of us.
I am so nervous! I clutch my stomach and will myself not to throw up. Everyone is staring at me with curious eyes, and I feel like a caged animal!
There are around fifteen children of all ages, Elora, I believe, is the youngest, and the rest are adults. I can’t say how old the adults are because none look older than thirty. However, from the way some hold themselves, I can tell they’d be elderly if they were human. Actually, they’d be dead if they were human.
Do humans live past one hundred?
Why do all the men have long hair?
I guess it must be a tribal thing. No man, including the c
